The university was bustling, the fall leaves being softly crunched underneath the feet of the rushing students. Some went to study, deciding to torture themselves with the stress and the impending doom of winter finals, while others were out partying and relaxing.

And Bruce, found himself (to his dismay) being dragged to the university sponsored roller skating party. He would honestly rather be studying. But he suppose he does need a break. Though now he really wishes he stayed on campus.

Because here he was, standing next to the person he sort of—kind of—maybe??? Had a one night stand with? This is why he doesn’t go to parties.

The faint sound of music played as they stood in awkward? Well it wasn’t awkward, but it wasn’t comfortable either.

“I really want to hold and kiss your face,” Bruce mumbled out, wincing at what he said. Was he really doing his? Was he crazy? He’s crazy. He’s crazy! “I…i really want to live in your embrace, only thing is that i’m just a disgrace, a big delusional nut case.”

“If you ever want to love i’ll be devout,” He paused, shoving his hands into his jeans pockets. “Just—promise you won’t shut me out.”

His life was one big ass Great Depression. And he really needed to chill on his obsession with his poor one night stand.

He’s crazy, damned delulu.